Chapter 142
The place where Xia Ling and Jiang Lian were trapped was called Beiming City, which was [-] miles away from Pianxing City.

For eight hundred miles, it takes at least ten days to walk without stopping.

Jiang Lian's legs and feet have been locked up for too long, and she doesn't move much, so her walking is naturally slower, and she has to rest for a long time after walking a hundred steps.

It took three days to reach the next town called Yilan.

When we arrived in Yilan, it was just dawn.

I found an inn in the town, and the two slept until noon when the sun was drying their buttocks.

When she woke up, Jiang Lian couldn't move her legs.

He simply ate a mouthful of food, found a doctor to prescribe some medicine, and rested in this town for two more days, waiting for Jiang Lian's leg to recover.

Xia Ling looked at her money bag. She probably only had enough money to stay here for two more nights, so she told Jiang Lian to stay calm and go out to make money.

This town is huge, but extremely desolate.

There was no one on the street, not even a vendor, which was very strange.

Xia Ling wandered around the town with his hands behind his back. There were not many open shops on the street, except for a shop with a red signboard that read "Yanchun Tower" with women playing in it.

She patted the door from the outside, "Is there anyone inside? Are you recruiting people here?!"

When Xia Ling shouted, the laughter inside suddenly disappeared.

A gust of cold wind blew by, causing goose bumps all over her body, as if she had hit a ghost.

After a long time, I heard someone coming from the door. With a "creak" sound, the door was opened from the inside.

What came out was a woman with heavy make-up. The pink tulle was hung on her shoulders, making the white skin inside looming, and the fullness of her chest was exposed.

I saw her leaning against the door frame, fanning a few times with a floor fan in her hand, her eyes looking up and down Xia Ling, "Look at this pretty girl, does she seem to be in the business of picking up guests?"

Xia Ling's eyes looked inside, and saw a group of beautiful women who were looking out one by one, and the clothes on their bodies were pitifully scant.

"I'm not here to pick up customers." Xia Ling blinked twice, "Sister, do you need manpower here? I can help these girls put on makeup and make them look prettier than they are now."

"Tch." As soon as the woman leaning against the door heard Xia Ling's words, she stood up straight and glanced at Xia Ling with disgust, "What kind of world is this nowadays? Where can thieves go to make money when they enter the city? Now that it is difficult for us to make ends meet, do we still have spare money to invite you here? Go ahead and leave quickly."

Although it's bleak outside.

But the inside of this house is still luxurious.

If there is really no business, all the girls in this room should be frowning, and how can they talk and play in such a leisurely way?
Xia Ling bared her teeth and smiled, "My sister is not in a hurry to drive me away. I just come in and find any girl to paint for me. If this girl can make the lords like her today, my sister will keep me."

"Could it be possible for you to be easy?"

"I don't know how to disguise myself, but my method is not much worse than that of disguise."

The woman rolled her eyes, thinking about the ones who didn't want money after trying left and right, then waved at Xia Ling, "Come in, but I won't give you money first."

Xia Ling stepped across the threshold and nodded, "Success."

The old mother glanced at the girls who were having fun. Those in front of them were all those who could receive big customers...

Her eyes swept around, and finally settled on a woman in blue sitting at the far side, "Little Cui'er! Go and ask her to put makeup on you."

"Yes, Mom."

The girl named Xiao Cui'er came out of the crowd slowly.

Xia Ling glanced over and saw that the girl had dark skin, like a woman from a foreign land. Fortunately, her outline was clear, her facial features were three-dimensional, but her big eyes looked dull. If she didn't dress well, she would look vulgar. Likeable.

It was clearly a treasure, but it was covered in rust.

Xia Ling smiled, turned her head to meet the old mother with a proud face, "My sister will find out about this girl later."

"It's good to be daring." The old mother laughed jokingly, "This girl came to my place, but it's hard to receive guests. If you can draw her, then I will give you any money you want."

"With my mother's words, I feel relieved." Xia Ling waved at the little Cui'er, "Young lady, come with me."

The two went upstairs one after the other, and all the trustworthy girls followed.

Xia Ling glanced at the makeup powder on the table, it was complete, and there were even a lot of soups and soups for unknown reasons. To be on the safe side, I decided not to use them indiscriminately.

"Sister, please help me get an egg and a cucumber, and then bring me a pen and paper."

"to make."

After everything was ready, Xia Ling started her beauty routine.

This little Cui'er is relatively young, and her skin is relatively supple. After skin care, her face seems to be able to pinch water.

Her skin is darker and painted too white, as if she is wearing a mask.

Xia Ling specially mixed a makeup powder that was lighter than her skin color and put on her base makeup.

Her facial features are three-dimensional, suitable for high eyebrows and rich and bright eye makeup, so she specially adjusted dark brown eye shadow to make her eye sockets deeper. She ran out and picked an old wicker stick, burned it, and applied a full-covering upward eyeliner. When the crimson lipstick put on Xiao Cui'er's lips, the girls next to her immediately became excited.

One by one, they praised the girl named Xiao Cui for her beauty.

After all the shadows and highlights were applied, and the full makeup was applied, Xiao Cui turned around, and all the sisters who usually received big guests gathered around her. They were amazed by Xiao Cui'er's makeover.

"Yo!" The old mother hurried up to Xiao Cui'er, held Xiao Cui'er's face in her hands, looked left and right, couldn't put it down, "How much money will this face bring me!"

Xiao Cuier pursed her lips, a little shy.

She was an orphan, and was picked up by her mother when she was living on the street, and she was willing to stay in the red building to make a living.

Seeing all the elder sisters become oirans one by one, I always fantasize that one day I can become an oiran too.

But I don't look good, and this dream has become far away.

Unexpectedly, today has become a turning point in my life.

Xia Ling put down the brush in his hand, and smiled at the old mother, "If my sister is willing to use me, I can make my sister earn more money."

When money was mentioned, the old mother straightened up with an unnatural expression.

"Then you make a price."

Xia Ling rolled her eyes and said in a clear voice: "Twenty dollars per person, I don't pay by month, only by head."

When the old mother heard the price, she was immediately scared back: "Aren't you stealing money?! How much money can my girls make? I can't afford such an expensive one."

"Girls! Get ready, we have to wait on those uncles later, the general will be angry if we are late!"

(End of this chapter)

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